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Christopher Lee
Poems
Mar 2018
What Am I?
Could I be the moronic imbecile?
Maybe an unbelieving hard-to-feel?
What about a radical exemplar?
Maybe a frenzied Templar?
Would I be the ferocious fighter?
Possibly an inspiration lighter?
What about the unforgivable lie?
Oh, what am I?!
Can I be the troublesome dramatic?
No, maybe the suicidal problematic?
Could I be an uninspiring doomer?
No, maybe just a late bloomer?
Ugh, these things that I can be...
What if I'm the traitorous flee?
Maybe I'm an unlit sky?
Oh! What am I?!
The lovable opus?
The unremovable hopeless?
A corrupted cause?
Or maybe a bag of flaws?
I'm rich in depression,
And even richer with aggression.
Maybe I'm an overlooking fly?
Ugh! What am I?!
Maybe I'm a religious act?
Maybe I'm a broken pact?
Could I be the admirable laughter?
What will happen before or after?
What if I'm the infamous scammer?
What if I'm the iconic war hammer?
What if Iām just an unheard cry?
What if I die and never know why?
-From the mind of a questioning disbeliever, only to be known as an average human.
Written by
Christopher Lee
17/M/Vicksburg, Mississippi
(17/M/Vicksburg, Mississippi)
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